College in America is a racket.“Of course it’s my problem, I’m your fath-” the word got caught in his throat.“Well I chose to make the money...myself,” I said.“Why not work at Starbucks or something?”I sighed. “Because I chose this instead.”“But why? Surely there are easier ways to make money at your age?”“Maybe if I did porn,” I said. It was supposed to be a joke, but considering I had a load of my dad’s cum digesting as we spoke it was probably poor timing.“Gabbie, quit messing around,” he. I ordered him to his knees. A moment of hesitation on his part was followed by a moment of outrage on mine. He learned very quickly that when a Domme orders you to fall to your knees you do not hesitate. In a moment the leather flogger was in my hand and the falls were connecting repeatedly with his back.He whimpered and I smiled as I stood tall over his kneeling form. In rapid succession I informed him of what an unworthy worm he was, how his co-workers would be disgusted if they found out. They tried so many positions for giving and receiving oral, sharing a dildo and taking turns with a strap on that I feared my balls would explode long before it was allowed. They finally got to the part of the agenda that included a male and his equipment, and I was more than ready, or at least I thought I was. They invited me to join them on the bed and Rachel giggled, “This is one of Ben’s fantasies.” “You mean he’s never been with two women before?” Sonia asked. “I thought you said he was. ”“There haven’t been,” she said. “I’ve kept myself for you, my darling.”“What about the contract, Andrea?” I asked her.I heard her sigh. “I was an idiot, Peter, to choose that over you. I’ve changed outfits four times a day. I took the cars for drives lasting hours and hours. Nothing filled the emptiness I felt. I finally realized that only one thing would ever do that. Please tell me that you still want me, too.”“You are my goddess, Andrea. I’ve missed you so much I could barely.